A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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THODA SAMAJH LO

 

Thoda tum mujhe samajh lo, thoda main tumhe samjh lu! 

Aur kaaran is

My Confession

My love for you is uncontrollable.

My feelings for you are unstoppable.

Can't go

KISI KE LIYE SARTAAJ HAI ZINDGI

किसी के लिए सरताज है जिंदगी

कभी दो

Its not the way you think
Its not that I want to hurt
Its just a wrongly put effort

Its not that I mean to offend

Giving Friend

 

We share so much of our lives

Our joy and also our pain.

Without y

A Daschund Dog

My dog has a special twist,

She can't go a day unkissed.

 

She's not

Intzaar Kahte Hai

इंकार को इकरार कहते हे
The Day I Remember

I opened my eyes

I looked to the sky

the birds were singing and whistling by

Come Fly With Me My Friend

Walk with me along the path,

And reach up toward the sky.

I'll be right beside yo

Tinkle little Car

Tinkle, Tinkle little car

How I wonder what you are.

 

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